Mom's Been Digging in the Crates

Date: Sun, 4 Sep 2005 14:55:07 -0700
From: Momz
To: Mitch Glaser
Subject: Pictures

I was looking for some papers, family medical history, and I found a bunch of old pictures. I scanned the ones of you that were my favorites. Someday, we'll go through all the pictures and sort them so you can have those that you would like.

(My commentary on these photos is displayed in italics)

Momz has told me she bought some books on how to prevent me from freaking out once Lil Sis came along only to discover that I was incredibly cool with sharing the attention. This photo appears to substantiate that claim; however I am doing little to prevent Lil Sis from devouring that stuffed bear.

Lil Sis and I in the kitchen. It appears that I was building a city with our canned goods (or at least what I thought was a city) -- I may also have been sorting the canned goods by color, contents, and/or expiration date -- no one can be sure.

Lil Sis and I played crucial roles in our Aunt Marleen's wedding. I was recently informed that nothing beats a man in a suit, a statement that this photo appears to validate.

No child can resist the charms of a petting zoo. Was I self-concious about my weight?

Lil Sis and I enjoy the nature up at Aunt Colleen's house in Show Low. Apparently I didn't know what to do with my hands; fortunately I hadn't discovered smoking yet.

Lil Sis and I hanging out with Pat McMahon, Gerald of "Wallace & Ladmo" fame. If you grew up in Phoenix at any time from the 1950's into the 1980's, you know what this encounter meant to us. By the way, if I had a similar "map outfit" today, I'd be wearing it right now.

If you were growing up in Phoenix and chose to celebrate your birthday at Pancho's Mexican Buffet, you were entitled to a pinata. I can't believe I had the audacity to wear an El Pollo Asado t-shirt to Pancho's!

This is a composite of photos of my mom (top) and me (bottom) to show our resemblance at a young age. I hope Momz is not implying that I look like a girl!

Momz included my dad's bar mitzvah photo to graciously demonstrate that my "family resemblance" works both ways.